Alex remained still the whole time, having been trained well in playing dead. He listened to the sounds and voices around him, wondering what was going to happen next. Were they going to hand him over to Scotland Yard? What was Scotland Yard going to do with him? If he was charged with murder... then he would be hanged in public. Chills ran through Alex's spine at that thought.
Sebastian spoke. "A personal interrogation, my Lord? I suppose that's right. Scotland Yard wouldn't be able to achieve anything" commented Sebastian. Alex almost wanted to break his act and jump for joy when he heard that. Well at least until he thought of the ways Ciel could interrogate him. Earls did have a reputation of being able to do nasty and terrible things as they pleased. Sigh.. at least it wasn't the Yard.
Meh-rin then seemed to make nervous noises, pointing towards the pair of stiff feet that hanged off Sebastian. 'Deposit the sack?' What did that mean? Certainly it wasn't a...? The charismatic butler turned around pacing towards the blubbering maid. Leaning down so that he was face level with her, Sebastian placed a finger on his lips. "Shhh..." went the butler before he gave her a wink and a smile. Sebastian then left the area, leaving Meh-Rin to stand in the hallway, blushing.
Alex felt that his feet were bound and he was placed in the carriage. It seemed they were taking him to the event. But why? Surely they weren't going to downright hand him over to the authorities?! What about the interrogation? Alex would rather have that over anything else. Then again... now would be the perfect time to escape. His hands weren't tied (supposedly to avoid raising suspicion). All he had to do was break free of whatever was around his foot and leap out through the window! It was now or never! 3... 2...
Alex's countdown was stopped when he felt Ciel moving to sit next to him. The tailor remained perfectly still, thinking the boy wanted to inspect him to see if he was really unconscious. Then in an unexpected move, Alex felt Ciel's hands on him and then soon his hands was gently stroking Ciel's face. The tailor relaxed, liking the softness of the younger boy. What's more, it seemed that the boy liked him too. This was not the touch of an enemy or a cruel Earl - it was one of affection. Ciel's touch seemed to say that he didn't want him to be handed over to the Yard. Ciel's exterior might be cold, but inside he was warm and supple. Ciel's hand then left his. Alex opened his eyes to find that Ciel was looking away, embarrased perhaps. Well, now was the time to show Ciel what it was like to be loved. And how good it could feel.
Alex grinned as he reached out with both hands, cupping Ciel's face in them. He turned the boy around, letting Ciel see his hungry gaze for the slightest of moments before he pulled the boy towards him and kissed him passionately. Alex's kiss was a strong one that lingered fully over Ciel's soft lips. Alex didn't care what the boy would do to him - he just wanted to show that he felt what Ciel was feeling and that it was possible between them. The tailor shifted on the seat so that his broad chest was now pressed against Ciel's. One of his hands moved so that it was now cradling Ciel's head. The other hand moved down the side of Ciel's chest towards his nether region, slipping into the part between his legs. "You like this don't you? Do you want more?" whispered Alex as his lips momentarily left Ciel's. Alex's hand massaged that area and then gave it a soft squeeze as his lips returned to meet Ciel's...